July 11th, 2006 is a demarcation date in my life and what I'd like to highlight is how shooting plays a significant role in my journey from a hospital bed to my current state and hopefully my future. I'm always happy to discuss my various experiences with anyone that asked, but I dislike volunteering information about my accident and challenges because I don't want the pity. I've had friends that suggested it would be therapeutic for me to write about and might help encourage someone else. What finally pushed me over the edge was a post by James Yeager on Instagram sharing a story of a cop who lost part of his trigger finger. He was very discouraged but had some friends push and support him to persevere and figure out how to get back to enjoying the hobby. I thought it was an encouraging story, and that was the final push to force me to write this story in the hope that it encourages someone else and supports them because I certainly had lots of support over the years.
Truly terrific read Trevor. I was reminded of my accident and rehabilitation. With the support & faith of all those around & above me, I too was able to jump back on a dirt bike [with some new Titanium inside me] and continue down this amazing & blessed life. And ride on. Be safe, shoot straight brother.
Truly terrific read Trevor. I was reminded of my accident and rehabilitation. With the support & faith of all those around & above me, I too was able to jump back on a dirt bike [with some new Titanium inside me] and continue down this amazing & blessed life. And ride on. Be safe, shoot straight brother.
Such a great story of determination and faith! What an ugly accident!!
Great read and look forward to more!!